Nolan Detta
Retired
[member="Ember Rekali"] (Editing due to new information.)
Nolan made to turn on third setting of Ray shields on his armor as a precaution, though the slug cannon that sat on the man across Nolan would pass through it. With the Ray shield being useless against something that would dislocate any other man's shoulder after the first shot without the aid of the Force. Ember must not be a normal man, that was certain.
When the barrel bared down on him, Nolan needed to react intelligently. It had been a while since he'd done that. That's how he lost his foot, and how he went darkside. When the wrist launcher moved to meet Nolan's chest, Nolan threw the arm he held aside and used his rocket pack to leap away to minimize the accuracy of the cannon. The first shot took Nolan out of the sky, shattering his left collarbone during and after he hit the ground. The second shot punctured his jet pack. Nolan rolled to the side, detached it and tossed it at Ember. Near blinding pain rolling through his body, but he had enough Adrenline pumping to fire his flamethrower and detonate the fuel inside the pack. Like an incendiary bomb, it covered the area in pure fiery death. The shields stopped the blaze, as it was pure energy and radiation, what Ray shields were made for.
Looking down, there lay the Rhyno. Filtering through the vision selections until he saw the body outline of his opponent. Barely able to confirm the exact position, Nolan rose and trained his weapon on the location. His left arm curled to his chest, but it wasn't going to stop hurting for a long while. Fire, fire and more fire, that's what he fed Ember. It would take everything he had to keep the fight up, but he'd never stop trying to prove his worth to a man who held a lot to some and none to others.
So instead of firing a shot, "For what it's worth, I can see why people follow you into battle Rekali. No ordinary man faces down fire and pain without a set of Beskar 'ones'. Now, what comes after the battle is what makes a man." Nolan turned his eyes and saw his family for the first time. They had been watching their father and husband get pummeled for a value he held dear.
"I was once told, A warrior does not put his own desires above what is right."
"Now no one here knows my honor, knows what I think is right. But I know that fighting purely for money, is not. If I am wrong to say that you do, this here hasn't proven me so."
Nolan lowered his weapon only a minute amount. As the fire simmered, he wasn't sure how it effect the Rekali Alor. Though Nolan was prepared to die for his beliefs, even if no one else cared.
[member="Anija Betna"] [member="Samael Rekali"] [member="Satine D'ulin"] [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] [member="Gilamar Skirata"] and all the other Naysayers
Nolan made to turn on third setting of Ray shields on his armor as a precaution, though the slug cannon that sat on the man across Nolan would pass through it. With the Ray shield being useless against something that would dislocate any other man's shoulder after the first shot without the aid of the Force. Ember must not be a normal man, that was certain.
When the barrel bared down on him, Nolan needed to react intelligently. It had been a while since he'd done that. That's how he lost his foot, and how he went darkside. When the wrist launcher moved to meet Nolan's chest, Nolan threw the arm he held aside and used his rocket pack to leap away to minimize the accuracy of the cannon. The first shot took Nolan out of the sky, shattering his left collarbone during and after he hit the ground. The second shot punctured his jet pack. Nolan rolled to the side, detached it and tossed it at Ember. Near blinding pain rolling through his body, but he had enough Adrenline pumping to fire his flamethrower and detonate the fuel inside the pack. Like an incendiary bomb, it covered the area in pure fiery death. The shields stopped the blaze, as it was pure energy and radiation, what Ray shields were made for.
Looking down, there lay the Rhyno. Filtering through the vision selections until he saw the body outline of his opponent. Barely able to confirm the exact position, Nolan rose and trained his weapon on the location. His left arm curled to his chest, but it wasn't going to stop hurting for a long while. Fire, fire and more fire, that's what he fed Ember. It would take everything he had to keep the fight up, but he'd never stop trying to prove his worth to a man who held a lot to some and none to others.
So instead of firing a shot, "For what it's worth, I can see why people follow you into battle Rekali. No ordinary man faces down fire and pain without a set of Beskar 'ones'. Now, what comes after the battle is what makes a man." Nolan turned his eyes and saw his family for the first time. They had been watching their father and husband get pummeled for a value he held dear.
"I was once told, A warrior does not put his own desires above what is right."
"Now no one here knows my honor, knows what I think is right. But I know that fighting purely for money, is not. If I am wrong to say that you do, this here hasn't proven me so."
Nolan lowered his weapon only a minute amount. As the fire simmered, he wasn't sure how it effect the Rekali Alor. Though Nolan was prepared to die for his beliefs, even if no one else cared.
[member="Anija Betna"] [member="Samael Rekali"] [member="Satine D'ulin"] [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] [member="Gilamar Skirata"] and all the other Naysayers